And behold! There before me was a sign reading "Caution"
Hanging from the weathered fence, piercing the distortion
Of the blazing heat that burned my skin like a strap across the back
And then I knew that she was gone, and finally I turned back

She said "You're not finished yet" but the Ghost Rider was gone.
"What four words does the next person have to use?" echoed through the park and lasted till dawn.
Then came a roar of thunder that no one could see
And a voice from the sky said the next for words shall be:

Lascivious

Perdition

Confrontational

Brie

Teamwork- A few harmless flakes working together can unleash an avalanche of destruction.

Lascivious! You're so lascivious. Ya jam with us, lassy!
The band's called Perdition,we do a white trash rendition,
of Sir Psycho Sexy, (as confrontational as this can be,)
Brie and crackers in the fridge, grab a coupla' Buds too.